Isn't this something one should explain to the one they love or to the one who loves them?
Could it be...
Jing Haohao's body subconsciously tensed up.
How is it possible...how could Liang Chen possibly like her, what is she fantasizing about?
Jing Haohao quickly pushed the door open, entered her bedroom, forcefully shut the door, and then leaned against it, gasping heavily.
She must be crazy to be entertaining such thoughts.
After a while, Jing Haohao finally calmed herself down, slowly walked to her bed, climbed onto it, then picked up her phone. She slowly opened it, and saw many messages from Liang Chen, most of which he'd sent a few days ago, asking her about what she was doing, or if she had eaten.
Jing Haohao stared at those messages for a long time, then gently typed on the keyboard:[Can I take what you told me as you explaining things to me?]
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